Faolan fights off a wince at the response. Of course he had meant to ask it -- he just hasn't meant to remind the other man of awkward memories. Bad memories. And unfortunately for him, he couldn't do one without the other, a fact he hadn't remembered until it was too late.

With nothing to say that might try and get this thought across without furthering the subject, when Lancelot clearly wants it dropped, Faolan lets it go, picking up his utensils to start eating again. "I'd better not have more if you're planning a dessert," he says. He takes a few more bites of food, hesitating as he tries to pick their conversation up again, to break this awkward pause, when finally he settles on, "I've had a few months away, you'll remember. The Midnight witches didn't feed me near as well as you do."